1. Tammy and I will be reunited. Just the two of us. Not some big ball of bouncing love light that includes everyone Just us, in a similar "life" to the one we had here.
2. Tammy did not suffer and is now aware of everything, including why she had to die
3. Tammy time was up; it was predetermined and nothing could have changed the outcome
4. This is all somehow part of a bigger plan even though we can't see that now

Things I know:

1. My life will never be the same again
2. I've lost any innocence I had left
3. I see the world and everything in it in a completely different way now
4. I will struggle every day trying to understand why even though the answer will never come..
5. If I could go today to be with her, I would
6. I was completely unprepared for anything like this, living in my nice little world with very few worries.

Things I want to believe:1.That whatever people believe about existence as part of their belief system is, in some sense, true for them.
2.That this web site is a net positive in the lives of everyone who visits and uses it.
3.That everyone experiencing seasonal or holiday-induced suffering can find a little respite in the company of those who have experienced a similar loss.

Things I know:1.If the upcoming holidays bother you, opt out.
2.Others have walked this path before you. If nothing else, take some comfort in knowing you are not alone in your journey.
3.All of this loss-grief-widowhood experience gets somewhat easier over time.
4.There is again a place where mere survival and endurance are replaced by joy in life and happiness once again.
5.I am often humbled by the generosity of spirit between those who have recently been injured and those who have had a little more time to recover and re-adjust to their circumstances.
6. It is definitely worth sticking around to find out what happens next.

Thank you for taking time to read my thoughts..

As Always I wish you peace... and comfort in your pain..

Cal821

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Memory can only tell us what we were,
in the company of those we loved;
it cannot help us find what each of us, alone, must now become.
Yet no person is really alone;
those who live no more echo still within our thoughts and words,
and what they did has become woven into what we are.